Bromwell High

Bromwell High (2005) is a British/Canadian comedy animation, also broadcast in the US and Canada, as well as some non-english speaking territories. The show follows Keisha, Natella and Latrina through their lives at the inner-city London comprehensive school, Bromwell High. It consists of one continuous run of 13 episodes, seven of which are unaired in the UK. The UK DVD lists the aired episodes as Series 1 and the unaired episodes as Series 2, though in fact they are the same season.

Miss Dickson: So, this week's project is tolerance. I want each of you to do a presentation in assembly on Friday.

Latrina: Oh, Miss Dickson, tolerance is for gays!

Miss Dickson: So, this week's project is tolerance. I want each of you to do a presentation in assembly on Friday.

Natella: And the best one wins a prize!?

Miss Dickson: No, no prize.

Natella: I'm going to win that prize, Miss Dickson.

Keisha: How do you always think you're gonna win?

Natella: Because I always do.

Keisha: Oh yeah.

Miss Dickson: Really, there's no prize. I don't believe in prizes.

Keisha: What, you don't believe prizes exists?

Miss Dickson: Well I believe they exist but...

Keisha: Well then I'm going to win that prize, Miss Dickson.

Natella: I don't think so.

Keisha: Oh don't you, Natella? And why won't I win?

Natella: Because, I always do.

Keisha: Oh yeah.

Keisha: I is tolerant like a muthafucker.

Miss Dickson: Who can tell me something different about Kylie? Keisha?

Keisha: She STINKS!

Miss Dickson: Yes, stinking is different. Most people would bathe. Yes, Latrina?

Latrina: Her face looks like she's been 'it by a spade.

Miss Dickson: SPADEFACE! Yes that's different.

Keisha: Rick Brumshah's done a shit IN HER POCKET!

[Kylie starts crying]

Miss Dickson: Oh, that's a good one.

Mr. Bibby: [After flat-block is demolished for lacking council planning permission] I have some experience in corporate manslaughter, headmaster, and I suspect we'll have to give that money to the relatives of the dead. And probably a good deal more, due to what lawyers would call your massive and absolute incompetence.

Iqbal: Screw this country that knocks success!

Iqbal: [On ways to save money] From now on, no more coffee, you will only drink your own urine, like I do. [Gasps] In fact, you will drink my urine. [Gasps] And no more biscuits, you will eat only horses. [Gasps] And no more books, these kids can't read anyway.

[The staff nods in agreement]

Mrs. Jackson: Tell us at least you'll be spending the money on books!

Iqbal: If by books you mean wind-surfing lessons, then yes.

Keisha: Well today's the day.

Natella: Yep, D-day.

Keisha: Yep, Thursday

Natella: Yep, Friday.

Keisha: Yep, Wednesday

Natella: No, Keisha, it's Friday

Keisha: Or maybe it's D-day

Natella: Yes, but...

Keisha: You think you know so much about the days of the week!

Miss Dickson: I'd like to see his haymaker.

Mrs Jackson: I'd like to see his left ja-er, right hoo-um, what's another name for cock?

Miss Dickson: The prize goes to Kylie for reminding us that it's easy to be tolerant to those we like, but true tolerance includes being nice to stinking ginger freaks! [hands Kylie a large TV]

Mr. Bibby: You realize this would mean giving up all wheelchair facilities.

Iqbal: Oh boo-hoo.

Mr. Bibby: But what if there's a fire?

Iqbal: [mocking him] But what if there's a fire? What if giant meteor hit the earth tomorrow? [thinks, becomes terrified] Bloody Shitcakes! We'd all be killed!

Iqbal: [addressing assembly] Finally, the wheelchair swing has been smashed up. Now, we is sure whoever did this to the wheelchair swing wants to own up. But, just to be certain, we is going to kill one pupil a day 'til they do.

Mungo: Mr Phillips, are your pants are on fire?

Mr Phillips: No, these aren't mine. I found them in lost property.

Aisha: Miss, it already half past nine. We may as well go home!

Miss Dickson: Gee, you're absolutely right!

Latrina: Oh Natella! Wheelchair accessible is for gays!

Natella: You've set fire to 3 things this week!

Keisha: No way. Prove it.

Natella: One thing on Monday, one thing on Tuesday, and one thing today. One and one and one is three.

Natella: I have to tell that Aisha broke the swing. That is the right thing to do.

Latrina: That is the right thing to do, and after she murders you, you'll go straight to heaven!